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Movies, books, and graphic novels depict zombies as undead abominations, hungry and carnivorous for human flesh. According to the tenets of Haitian Vodou, however, zombies are not dead, stalking husks that spread the zombie disease via biological contamination. Instead, zombies are revived by a bokor, or sorcerer, who controls and uses the zombies to complete tasks.

As strange and unbelievable as that may sound, there is an infamous medical case that delved into the reality of a bokor and its ability to turn people into zombies.

On April 30, 1962, Clairvius Narcisse, a Haitian man, checked himself into the Albert Schweitzer Hospital, complaining of body aches, fever, and a general malaise. Soon after checking himself in, though, Narcisse began coughing up blood. Physicians assigned to monitor Narcisse noted that he suffered from digestive disorders, pulmonary edema, hypothermia, respiratory difficulties, and hypotension. Over the next few days, his lips became cyanotic, or the color of blue, and he complained of tingling sensations all over his body.

Cyanosis of the left (observed) foot.

Come the morning of May 2, two physicians pronounced Narcisse dead. Marie Claire, Narcisse oldest sister, identified his body and signed off on the death certificate.

Narcisse was buried the next day.

Eighteen years later, Narcisse’s sister found him walking through a village marketplace, as healthy and vibrant as any other living individual. Narcisse explained that shortly before his death he felt a burning sensation all over his skin, like insects were crawling beneath it. He heard the doctors pronounce him dead and felt the sheet pulled up over his face, but he could not speak or move. He even had a scar from when one of the coffin nails was driven through the wood and into his face.

Buried alive, the ultimate nightmare.

Bleeding, motionless, Narcisse remained within the coffin, buried alive, until he heard digging and the coffin was lifted out of the ground. Men opened the top, grabbed Narcisse, beat him, gagged him, and dragged his lifeless body to a sugar plantation. There, Narcisse was introduced to the plantations owner, a bokor (sorcerer), who had poisoned Narcisse with a heavy combination of tetrodotoxin (pufferfish venom) and bufotoxin (toad venom). The alleged individual who administered the bokors poison was Narcisses brother, who had a grudge against Narcisse over land ownership.

Once Narcisse was in the bokors possession, the bokor gave him doses of Datura stramonium, a plant with effects that have been likened to sleepwalking, a fugue state or psychotic episodes (particularly in that the subject has minimal control over their actions and little to no recall of the experience).

Datura stramonium

Narcisse existed in this condition for two years, working on the bokors plantation, where others just like Narcisse were working, too. Each one had been poisoned, pronounced dead, buried, dug up, and then poisoned for prolonged periods of time, so as to function like that of a zombie. The workers toiled for hours, each and every day, until one of the zombie workers fought back and killed the bokor.

The zombie workers simply walked off the plantation, all of them free, including Narcisse, who wandered Haiti for the next sixteen years. He wrote letters to his family, but none of them believed they were real how do you believe a dead man to be alive after two years of silence? It was only after Narcisse’s brother died, the one who poisoned Narcisse, when he returned to his family’s village, which is when his sister found him walking through the market.

The Human Bakery, doesnt that just sound nice? Say it out loud with me, The Human Bakery. It sounds so dark, disturbing, and a little cheesy, like its the central plot point of an old 50s science fiction movie – The Human Bakery is people, its people! Well, if you ever take a trip to Thailand, you can venture into the Human Bakery, where you will find hyper-realistic sculptures of bloody, gruesome human body parts. Don’t worry though; all of them are baked lovingly by the infamous Thai macabre artist himself, Kittiwat Unarrom.

This is the Human Bakery.

Since 2006, Kittiwat Unarrom has been combining his childhood upbringing in a bakery with his fascination of the human anatomy. Upon entering the Human Bakery, you are exposed to a sensory overload of hands, feet, heads, torsos, and internal organs hanging on hooks. To give the body parts a sterilized morgue feel, Unarrom uses a blood-like sugar glaze. That’s right, a blood-like sugar glaze, because you can purchase these sculptures and bring them home for dinner, or a late night zombie snack.

When asked about his art, Unarrom said, Of course, people were shocked and thought that I was mad when they saw the works. But once they knew the idea behind it, they understood and became interested in the work itself, instead of thinking that I am crazy.

Kittiwat Unarrom at work.

So, what is the idea behind sculpting and baking human body parts out of dough? Lets go back to Unarrom for the answer: When people see the bread, they don’t want to eat it. But when they taste it, its just normal bread. The lesson is don’t judge just by outer appearances.

All of Unarroms works are made from dough, raisins, chocolate, cashew nuts, and other traditional baking ingredients, making them edible and grossly delicious. Next time you’re in Thailand, stop by the Human Bakery and taste a human face for yourself. You may be surprised by how much you enjoy it.

Whether you have ever wished to own a zombie costume, or simply love zombie lore, let’s be honest for a moment, zombies are one of the largest fads currently lurching its way through mainstream media. From books (WWZ, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies) and movies (Shaun of the Dead, Fido, Zombie Strippers, 28 Weeks Later) to comics (Marvel Zombies, Black Gas) and television shows (The Walking Dead), zombies are here to stay. With that said, have you ever felt envious at the sight of a massive zombie horde shuffling its way through the downtown cluster of cities? Have you ever wanted to cover yourself in the gore of human flesh and walk amongst your undead brethren? Fear not, my fellow cadaver, you are in luck, because you can live out this experience during a Zombie Walk, a massive gathering of blood-thirsty zombies.

These zombies come from all around the globe in hopes of sending massive ripples of fright and shock throughout the media. Plus, it’s a lot of fun.

As you can see, a Zombie Walk is a huge deal. People put on zombie makeup, they shred up their clothes, they get a bunch of zombie props, and they spend hours practicing their zombie shuffle. The best part? Besides the individuals participating in the Zombie Walk, no one even knows it is going to happen. Imagine walking down the street, or driving your car, and you suddenly find yourself swarmed by hundreds of lifelike zombies! Once the immediate panic has gone away, the sheer entertainment of it all is simply astonishing.

Becoming an actual zombie would be a terrible, terrible thing. The bite, the pain, the fever, the headaches, and then the death, it’s all a little too much to romanticize about. Instead, you can live out your fantasies with your friends, or even your family – (I actually have a friend whose parents dressed him up in a zombie child costume when he was younger). It is an event so massive, so horrifically insane that you simply have to experience it. And getting dressed up in a zombie costume is always a recipe for fun. Take, for example, this photo:

Regardless of age, dressing up like a zombie is guaranteed to put a smile on anyone’s thrashed, torn face.

If you feel that Halloween is still too far away, a Zombie Walk may be just the thing to cure your undead anxieties. I mean, why should you only be allowed to look horrific one night of the year? Life is too short for that kind of logic. So, gather up your friends, tell them all about the oncoming zombie apocalypse, and then find a Zombie Walk in your area of the world. You may be surprised to learn that one is happening pretty soon. Or, maybe you will take the initiative and start planning one out. Whatever you decide, have fun out there and be safe.

How could you not love a hot undead zombie stripper giving you the lap dance of your life followed by eating your face off? Being eaten alive by a rediculously hot undead stripper zombie should be on a “Top 10 Most Awesome Ways To Die” list…. or Top 10 Things to Do Before You Die (literally)…..Maxim, get on that!

Let me introduce you to Jenna Jameson’s cult hit “Zombie Strippers” (2006). This is your perfect Halloween party flick. The movie starts out with a research experiment gone wrong. The government is at a loss of soldiers so they come up with a virus to reactivate the brains of the soldiers we’ve already lost. The experiment backfires. One soldier finds his way to an underground strip club where he bites one of the dancers. The dancers spread the virus to each other and gruesomely hot mayhem ensues.

I highly recommend this movie. There’s humor, horror, and topless dancing zombie girls. What more do you really need?

This article is my excuse to post hot pics of zombie chicks for my own personal enjoyment.

1. 8 year olds made up to look like Dolly Parton by overzealous pageant moms living vicariously through their children.

2. Rediculously airbrushed tan women starving themselves for weeks to strut a stage in clear heels and a bikini to win more than a few dollar bills, but a crown and some flowers too.

Blah. Blah. Blah. Been there, done that (actually, yes. your very own Halloween Harlot has competed in a few pageants… complete with clear heels and a sequins dress and a huge fake smile to boot… Don’t ask.)

Now a few piercings and skull beads later… I wonder what is out there to cater to awesome girls like me. In my random internet search for pics of hot half dead chicks, I discovered one *hell* of a beauty pageant.

In the fantastical world of the UK, comes the Miss Zombie Queen 2010 Pageant. After watching the video (more than once… mmmm) I can only conclude that instead of the needless evening gown and interview sessions which are the staple of most pageants, this one cuts straight to the chase. Talent competition: roll around in blood and shake your pasties. I dig it. I mean… I wouldn’t run away if these hot zombies wanted to eat me….

Substitute the big hair and spray tans for white contacts and pale dead skin and you got yourself a Zombie Queen!

Your Halloween Harlot- Miss Cara Maria

May I suggest that this contest happens in in my area in the near future? Someone needs to bring this undead sex fetish over my way ASAP. In the meantime, you can gear up for when the madness eventually arises by stocking up on all things zombie at Frightcatalog.

I’m going to go ahead and watch that video again… in slow motion.

Oh- and no disclaimers on this one. Undead blood covered chicks in pasties are hot. I really don’t care what you think. Speaking of *blood covered*, you should probably make sure you have some of that red stuff hanging around your house somewhere. It can come in handy in so many ways. Shove some up your nose to get out of work early or toss some in a plastic tub and have chicks in bikinis wrestle in it… I mean the possibilities are endless.

Revisit Camp Crystal Lake for three and a half minutes of Jason Voorhees kills set to the tune “Friday the 13th” by ZOMBIE! And play horror trivia Sunday at 11:45 PM EST on their facebook page, if you’ve got the chops to back up yourÂ encyclopedic knowledge of horror movies with lightning fast responses.

We last left our hero (you) in the middle of the woods at his mother in law’s rickety old farm house. He was with his beautiful woman and just about to step up the the looming door.

… As you both stare at the sorry excuse for a house in front of you, you lightly squeeze her hand and smile. Is there anything I should know before we go in there?you say with a wink.

She looks at you with wide eyes and slightly parts her lips, “Eat whatever they put in front of you.” Before you can react to this odd statement, the front door flies open. Two hideous creatures run at you while you stand immobilized by fear and confusion. Is this really happening?

Mr Living Dead Adult Mask

Before you know it, you are blindfolded and dragged into the house. You hit your head on the steps and go unconscious. Everything is black. When you awake you find that you are still blindfolded. You can’t move your hands or feet and realize you are bound to a chair. Your body goes cold. This is the end. You try to slow down you breathing and listen to the sounds in the room. Things are rustling and people are whispering. In your panic you can’t make out what they are saying.

All of a sudden the blindfold is ripped from your face. You are now able to see the horror around you. Hideous faces peer at your hungrily from the dark smokey room. The faces are warped and twisted. They unlike any human face you’ve ever seen. Before you can really adjust your eyes, a hand grabs the back of your head and shoves you and the chair full speed towards the dinner table. Your eyes widen in horror as you see what appears to be a half eaten body stretched across the table. Your blood races through your veins as you close your eyes and pray for this not to be real.

A horrid breathy growl of a voice bites at your ear. “Eat”, it says. Another creature twists and moves unsettling towards you with a knife. It points at the others staring all around you. They have guns pointed. You know there is no way out of this. In the corner of your eye you see your beautiful lady. She sits at the table with her eyes down. You wonder if these things killed her family or if they are her family. Thoughts race. Did she plan to do this to you? Your thoughts are cut off by the cold blade of the knife against your skin. It cuts the ropes and your hands are free.

Butcher Table

The hand on the back of your head pushes your face into the table. “EAT!”, it growls with more intensity this time. You grab the fork and without hesitation spin around and plunge it right into your captor’s shoulder. A scream is let out, followed by a strange muffled laughter. You are stunned and frozen. All around you the laughter gets louder… followed by cheering.You look at your lady and she has a big beautiful smile on her face. What is going on?

The creatures drop their guns and peel at their faces. Your brain feels like it’s going to explode any minute. You are disconnected with reality. You must be going crazy. You close your eyes. You open them. People. Normal people. Normal people are staring back at you. The creature that you had plunged the fork in was a normal looking American. He had a smile on his face. He shook his head in laughter and said, “Welcome to the family boy! You sure are somethin’! We put a hell of a scare in you. Most sissies run to the door but you put up a fight!” He reached and pulled out the fork from his shoulder. No blood! “Good thing I got this big foam suit on just in case things get messy!” he said in his burly southern voice.

Another woman chipped in, “We get our masks on Frightcatalog.com. We just wanted to see who is tough enough to deserve our baby girl! You passed the test!’ Your whole body is aching and you can’t see straight. You point at the table towards the bloody half eaten body and start to mumble, “but..” You are cut off by another voice, “Oh, that’s just a prop we got off the site too. Sure did fool you!”. More laughter.

Your lady comes running up to you with her strawberry gold locks bouncing behind her. She wraps her arms around you and kisses you on the lips. “Oh honey, you did so well! Welcome to the family!”

With that, you haphazardly push her away and untie your legs from the chair. You take a moment to breathe, you stand up, give a salute to the crazy family around you, and walk towards the door, grabbing the apple pie on your way out. No broad is worth shitting your pants over.

Open road, apple pie, and a football game on TV for when you get home. Not too bad.